Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 215

Delicately holding two glasses of wine, Curtis walked towards his buddies. "I've managed to bring only one extra glass," he said while taking a sip from the glass in his right hand. Then he placed the second glass on the desk before them and added, "Whoever grabs this first will have it. The rest of you can fetch your own."

They all took it as a joke. Since when did they have to compete for a glass of wine?

But even before he loosened his grip, Damon grabbed the glass, went to the couch and said casually, "Well, seems I'm the lucky one." Then in the same casual manner, he sat next to Megan and offered her the glass. "Little angel, you can have this," he said with a sideways glance at Curtis.

"Hey, are you trying to impress her with the wine that I've just brought for you? Shame on you!" Curtis reprimanded.

"Thank you, Uncle Damon, but I don't feel like drinking." Megan declined his offer politely. She sat with her fingers interlocked under her chin, seeming very preoccupied.

"You were fine just a moment ago. What happened?" Damon asked curiously.

Casting a pitiful glance at Carlos, who was still smoking, Megan complained, "Aunt Debbie doesn't seem to like me. She even had a fight with Uncle Carlos over me. I feel so sad..."

Carlos flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with you."

Poor at reading moods, Damon consoled Megan, "It's okay. Pepper Nian is an odd woman. As far as I know, she has only a few friends. Besides, our Megan is so adorable. I can't see how anyone could not like you. Don't think about it too much." He stroked her hair gently.

But the comments rubbed two of his friends the wrong way. Carlos looked at him with burning eyes and asked, "Who is the odd woman? I dare you to repeat it."

Gruffly, Curtis snatched the glass of wine from Damon's hand, poured the wine into his own glass, and snapped, "Boy, you have the nerve to speak ill of Debbie before Carlos! Try that one more time, and I swear, he'll beat the crap out of you!"

Instantly, Damon regretted his mistake. Why would he cross Carlos? To make up for his error, he went to the wine cabinet and brought the other glasses of wine that Curtis had poured for them. "I'm sorry, Carlos. You know how clumsy I sometimes get in expressing myself. Guys, let's forget that dry joke and drink."

They clinked glasses and settled down to some chitchat.

Turning to Curtis, Carlos asked, "I've already gone through all the formalities for Debbie to study abroad. How about you?"

But Curtis, somewhat not in favor of the idea, made an incredulous face and asked, "You want her to go there alone?"

Stubbing out the cigarette, Carlos shook his head. "No."

Although he was mad at Debbie for her refusal to have his baby and her insistence on taking birth control pills, he didn't want to have her study abroad alone.

While the men were chatting, Megan went to the bathroom, inserted an anonymous SIM card into her phone, and dialed a number.

When she came back to Carlos' office, the men were almost off, heading to the Orchid Private Club together.

Wesley was the first to notice something was not right with Megan. "You look pale. What's wrong?" he asked.

Megan was startled to see everyone staring at her with curious eyes. Flustered, she looked away and covered her face with both palms. "Nothing. I'm perfectly okay..."

Since she looked calmer and more composed when she dropped her hands, no one around bothered to press further. Briefly, Carlos consulted with his secretary about some work related issues, and then they all left the ZL Group's offices together.

They had hardly left the building when the employees began to gossip about them. "I envy Miss Lan so much. Lucky girl! She's surrounded by some of the finest eligible bachelors all the time."

"Now, she's in the company of not one, not two, but four high-class men, everyone eager to please her. How lucky of her!"

"Our very own Mr. Huo must dote on her the most. Did you hear the rumor that Miss Lan was the other woman between Mr. and Mrs. Huo?"

"Maybe Mr. Huo is nicer to Miss Lan than to Mrs. Huo. Miss Lan must have saved the world in her previous life. What else could explain her never ending streak of luck?